Time is like the lake water in Yunmeng Lake rippling in the palm of your palm. Whether it is clear and beautiful, or turbid and dirty, no matter how careful you are or how you keep it, it will eventually leave firmly regardless of everything.

The Mist Hidden Conference arrived as scheduled.

Rumor is that King Yang Xun of Chu will be present in person today to preside over the ceremony.

At the same time, Beiyuan also sent an envoy to participate, and Yan Jinghan, the general manager of the General's Office, personally led the team.

These news excited many uninformed participants and people watching the fun, but they didn't expect that the Fog Hidden Conference was so high.

According to past years, the city of Tianjing would not speak out, and even the King of Chu would mostly just send a palace official to come over to make a decision.

"Do you know why the fog-hide conference is so loud?"

On the mountain road near Wuyin Valley, there were crowds of people. An old man in his fifties and sixties was wearing a blue silk shirt, calmly, gently waving his folding fan, and slowly walked forward, asking in a low voice to the people who were walking with him.

A man in purple who was walking with him said respectfully when he heard this: "I am ignorant, please let the head of the sect make it clear."

The old man chuckled, closed the folding fan, looked around, except for his own group, the rest were all at a hundred steps away, and then he whispered with confidence: "Because the court is going to attack the six tribes!"

"ah?"

"ah?"

The few people beside him suddenly exclaimed a few exclamations!

The old man in blue shirt quickly raised his index finger and signaled everyone to whisper. The people quickly looked around and found that no one seemed to notice him. Then they patted their chests with fear.

The man in purple deliberately showed a look of shock and echoed: "So that's the case? No wonder this is so loud."

The old man in blue shook his folding fan complacently and slapped twice, "The world is going to be messy again!"

The man in purple said with a compliment: "The chaos is also chaos at the foot of the mountain. Our Dizhang Gate has the head of the sect to take charge, and it will be chaos."

"You! You will flatter. In the world of cultivation, what is our Dizhang Gate?" The old man gently poked the man in purple with a fan, pretending to be serious, but the complacent in his eyes could not be hidden.

The man in purple laughed, "The leader has taught him a lesson."

On the other side of the team, a man in a stone-green costume frowned and murmured: "The strong enemy from the north peeked at it. How could the court start a rash war with the six tribes at this time? Wouldn't he be afraid of being stepped onto the Central Plains by horses?"

The old man in blue changed his face and his eyes turned cold. The man in purple snorted coldly, "Chi Xuance, how can you talk nonsense about military and national affairs! It's simply nonsense!"

The man in a strong costume thought to himself that what you just said was the fate of romance and romance!

But I never dared to say this, so I had to shut up silently.

But the words just now came into the ears of the rest of the people, and they all felt it was reasonable. When they looked at their own head, they couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

The old man in blue shirt looked at the man in a dress with a smile, "Xuan Ce, it is a good thing for you to think, but military and national affairs are not that simple. They must have levels and primary and secondary."

He looked around and said, "Take this matter as an example, Beiyuan's threat is certainly not small, but if there is no peace within the country, how can we talk about the enemy? Just like our fists, if there is a thorn in the palm of our palm, can the fists be clenched tightly? Can we still fight when facing the enemy?"

Chi Xuance nodded, "What the leader said is."

The old man in blue nodded and looked soothing.

"But the six clans are obviously no longer a disease of scabies. The trees are big and deep, and their power is even greater than that of the court. From the past, both Your Majesty and the National Master have focused on comfort and infiltration as their auxiliary. How could they break up with the six clans at this critical moment?"

A voice sounded out of place again.

The old man in blue shirt had a sluggish expression. He turned to look at the person who made a sound. It was the indifferent Chi Xuance again.

His voice cold, "Then I want to ask Mr. Chi, what's going on with this bet between Ling Xun and Qin Mingyue!"

The three words "Mr. Chi" are particularly serious.

No matter how slow Chi Xuance was, he knew that he had offended him, so he quickly lowered his head and fisted, "Xuan Ce is reckless, don't blame the leader."

"How can I afford Mr. Chi's apology?" After saying that, the old man in blue shirt left with a sleeve.

The man in purple looked at Chi Xuance and snorted coldly, turning to follow.

Some of the other people who were walking with each other sighed and shook their heads to follow the head;

Some people didn't know whether to criticize or comfort them:

"You, you're too careless."

"How can I not be angry if I lose the face of the leader again and again!"

Then he also followed the leader's pace.

Chi Xuance stood there and did not take this matter to heart, but thought about this issue quietly that he had puzzled for a long time.

He firmly believed that the court and the six tribes would not break up and start a war, but what happened to this gambling war that was clearly a direct opposition?

What is the mystery behind this? Chi Xuance decided to wait for the scene and have a good look.

Cao Yelai and Yunluo, who were originally a hundred steps away from this group, slowly approached. Although the conversation between the few people was deliberately lowering their voices, Cao Yelai could naturally hear this distance.

Unfortunately, he was not Zhou Mo or Xun Yu. He couldn't think of something from the center of this conversation and figured out by himself. If that were the case, perhaps some things could be avoided.

He just smiled slightly, feeling that this man really didn't understand the worldly ways and ended up in such a field.

After approaching Chi Xuance, Yun Luo kindly reminded: "Brother, your people are all gone!"

Chi Xuance suddenly woke up from his thoughts. When he looked up, he could only see a little of his brothers from Dizhang Sect. He quickly clasped his fists at Yunluo, "Thank you for your reminder."

Then he rushed out, his feet slipped and he almost fell, but fortunately he remained stable.

This was the first meeting between Yun Luo and Chi Xuance, who had been talked about by future generations for hundreds of years.

Seeing Chi Xuance running away, Sun Dayun smiled, "This guy is stupid and cute."

Pei Zhen also smiled and sighed, "It's rare to see him stupider than Fatty Sun!"

Sun Dayun looked at him with anger, and Pei Zhen looked coldly.

Cao Yelai hugged Yun Luo's shoulder, "Okay, don't act there, you two don't need to liven up the atmosphere, it's okay. Isn't it? Yun Luo."

"Yeah." Yun Luo raised his head and smiled brightly.

Pei Zhen and Sun Dayun exchanged glances, calmed down, and walked towards Wuyin Valley together.

In this journey, Cao Yelai led Yun Luo to the front, and behind him were Pei Zhen, Fu Tianqi, Sun Dayun, Cui Zhi, Mei Qingxue, and Mei Wanzhi all walked side by side with veils behind the three of them, behind Huo Beizhen's palace.

Because Yan Jinghan and Xie Chong were still going to take the Beiyuan mission, they directly led people away with the official official Daduan court and would not be with them.

Since the group left the Lu family courtyard, they were in a very low mood.

Step by step, approaching the Misty Valley, as if step by step, it is like approaching the abyss step by step.

Si Wen Caozhong once said that the most terrifying thing in this world is not the sudden accidents or physical torture, but the fact that even though he knew the consequences of a disaster, he was unable to resist and could only wait for it to happen step by step and had no choice but to bear it.

And this time, everyone's mentality is the same.

At this moment, no one was wondering why Yun Luo agreed to the request of the six clans and compared this game for them, but focused on how to break the deadlock.

But no matter how I thought about it, all my thoughts fell helplessly back to the result of the battle with Qin Mingyue.

If you win, everything will naturally be fine.

If you lose, everything will be over.

And losing seems to be an inevitable thing.

Except for Sun Dayun, the rest are all practitioners with extraordinary backgrounds, and their horizons are naturally very clear.

Even though Yun Luo was able to defeat the Condensation Realm with the Qi Gathering Realm and the Tongxuan Realm with the Divine Art Realm, no one would have too much hope for him to defeat Qin Mingyue, who is now in the Tongxuan Realm.

To be precise, the people on Qin Mingyue's side felt that Yunluo had no hope, and Yunluo's side had a glimmer of hope because of the repeated miracles and emotional factors in the past.

And after Xie Chong arrived and the two fought, the glimmer of hope seemed to be shattered.

Xie Chong said in person that if he pressed his realm to the lowest level of Zhiming Realm, he would not be able to defeat Qin Mingyue.

But that day, he won Yunluo with the lowest level of Zhide Realm.

Perhaps Yun Luo knew it well. After Xie Chong came that day, he never showed up in front of everyone and practiced hard day by day.

Pei Zhen looked at the somewhat desolate blue shirt in front of him, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "Yunluo."

Yun Luo turned his head, Pei Zhen took a string of bracelets from his wrist, pulled Yun Luo's hand, and stuffed the bracelet into his hand.

Yun Luo knew this bracelet, and Pei Zhen once said that day in the Blessed Land of Sword Soul.

So he shook his head quickly and wanted to return it to Pei Zhen. Pei Zhen reached out and held it tightly, with a firm expression, "Since we met, you have been taking care of me, but my brother has not done anything for you, just think I will do my best. You must take it!"

Yunluo wanted to say something else, Pei Zhen pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's nothing. When I go back, I'll just ask my uncle to get one for me. But it's very important for you now."

Thinking about it, Yun Luo stopped talking, put the bracelet on his hand, and instantly put it on his wrist automatically. After shaking it for a while, he didn't feel any discomfort.

When they get on the gambling table, everyone wants to have more chips.

Cui Zhi, who was standing behind Pei Zhen, wanted to speak but stopped, but did not speak in the end.

Fu Tianqi looked silently. Before leaving early this morning, he had been to Yunluo's room and placed a large stack of talisman paper he had carefully prepared in front of Yunluo, which was shocked Yunluo.

In the end, Yun Luo only picked five of them that might be useful, and then discussed with him the key points of "Square-cup talisman", "Juyuan Zhenxiong Talisman", and "Net-in-Oriented Killing Talisman", and then set out.

After a small episode, the team continued to move forward.

Turning over a mountain, I suddenly saw a valley entrance. On the stone wall on one side, someone carved three big characters with sword energy.

The Misty Hidden Valley has arrived.
To be continued...